Текст (слова) песни: Coo Coo Cal f Mr. Do It 2 Death - Disturbed

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This is dedicated to you
You and you

[Mr. Do It 2 Death talking]
So you wanna spread a lot of talk about my city Milwaukee huh
All that talk about Laverne and Shirley
Happy Days, all that bullshit
What the fuck ya think, ain`t no niggaz here
We got something fo ya mutha fuckas
I got something fo ya mutha fuckas

[Chorus]
You`ve been hatin` on my city fo a while
Now we had to shout y`all down
And if you don`t let us thru the do`
We gonna go get the 4-4
Oh act like you didn`t know
From you bustas to you suckas to you hoes
I know one thang fo sho
Betta not bring your ass around my city

[Coo Coo Cal talking]
All my Thug P niggaz, all my Hillside niggaz
All my Lincoln Park niggaz, all my tre-8 niggaz

[Mr. Do It 2 Death talking]
All my 4-5 niggaz, all my 2-6 niggaz
My tre-4 niggaz, my 4-8 niggaz

[Coo Coo Cal talking]
All my Eastside niggaz, all my Northline nigaz
All my Parklawn niggaz, all my North Meadow niggaz

[Mr. Do It 2 Death talking]
All my Hillside niggaz, my 2-8 niggaz
My 2nd & Keith niggaz, all my Rest In Peace niggaz

[Verse 1: Coo Coo Cal]
It`s Milwaukee Wis-consin, stompin` over the game of rap
Got lil` pimp in us, (?) got game and a strap
It`s where the thugs stay and drugs lay
But hungry hoes will pack your shit and turn some tricks
cuz we won`t budge babe, we play the game till the last quarter
If money drop like the spot then you can`t leave till the last boulder
We gettin` older, and wise `n rise wit advengance
Puttin away then `lacs and comin back slid`n in dem Benz`s
We blowin` up like the World Trade
Half of the scratch we pack,
come from rap, and all the rest your girl made
So if we don`t see you at the top
wavin` hangin outta drop dawg
bumpin one of my songs that got the game on lock
Top of the charts with this hardest rap
It`s Coo Coo Cal chap representin Milwaukee where I started at
Whoever thought of that of us bubblin up like champaigne
Ridin` thru your city on dem thangs nigga, fo real

[Chorus]
Ain`t been to the city in awhile
Now we had to shout y`all down
And if you don`t let us thru the do`
We`ll have to go and get the 4-4
Oh act like y`all didn`t know
From the west to the sucka city hoes
I know one thang fo sho
Ya betta not bring your ass hoe

[Mr. Do It 2 Death talking]
All my 2-9 niggaz, my 8-tre niggaz
All my 1-4, 1-5, and 1-9 niggaz

[Coo Coo Cal talking]
All my 86 niggaz, my 6-tre niggaz
My 2-4 niggaz and my 1-9 nigga

[Mr. Do It 2 Death talking]
All my eye-to-eye niggaz, my stumpdown niggaz
My Infinite 4-5 niggaz and Block Mob niggaz

[Coo Coo Cal talking]
All my O.P. niggaz, my PPD niggaz
My 2-7 niggaz, and dem 4-5 niggaz

[Verse 2: Mr. Do It 2 Death]
Nigga, fuck what ya heard, Milwaukee County `till they down me
Do It 2 Death Midwest you know how my town be niggaz
Big pimpin`, ridin` 20 inches
Twerkin in Excursion, workin dem thirty-sixes
Pimps up, hoes down... Kenny Ivy
All the niggaz be-sheist hoes, greezy-grimmy
Love my city these streets remind me
All the days I used to hustla wit dem D`s behind me
Hello, niggaz still ghetto, still playin` games
Still Jheri-curled up, still slang `caine

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Coo Coo Cal f Mr. Do It 2 Death - Disturbed * send corrections to the typist This is dedicated to you You and you [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] So you wanna spread a lot of talk about my city Milwaukee huh All that talk about Laverne and Shirley Happy Days, all that bullshit What the fuck ya think, ain`t no niggaz here We got something fo ya mutha fuckas I got something fo ya mutha fuckas [Chorus] You`ve been hatin` on my city fo a while Now we had to shout y`all down And if you don`t let us thru the do` We gonna go get the 4-4 Oh act like you didn`t know From you bustas to you suckas to you hoes I know one thang fo sho Betta not bring your ass around my city [Coo Coo Cal talking] All my Thug P niggaz, all my Hillside niggaz All my Lincoln Park niggaz, all my tre-8 niggaz [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] All my 4-5 niggaz, all my 2-6 niggaz My tre-4 niggaz, my 4-8 niggaz [Coo Coo Cal talking] All my Eastside niggaz, all my Northline nigaz All my Parklawn niggaz, all my North Meadow niggaz [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] All my Hillside niggaz, my 2-8 niggaz My 2nd & Keith niggaz, all my Rest In Peace niggaz [Verse 1: Coo Coo Cal] It`s Milwaukee Wis-consin, stompin` over the game of rap Got lil` pimp in us, (?) got game and a strap It`s where the thugs stay and drugs lay But hungry hoes will pack your shit and turn some tricks cuz we won`t budge babe, we play the game till the last quarter If money drop like the spot then you can`t leave till the last boulder We gettin` older, and wise `n rise wit advengance Puttin away then `lacs and comin back slid`n in dem Benz`s We blowin` up like the World Trade Half of the scratch we pack, come from rap, and all the rest your girl made So if we don`t see you at the top wavin` hangin outta drop dawg bumpin one of my songs that got the game on lock Top of the charts with this hardest rap It`s Coo Coo Cal chap representin Milwaukee where I started at Whoever thought of that of us bubblin up like champaigne Ridin` thru your city on dem thangs nigga, fo real [Chorus] Ain`t been to the city in awhile Now we had to shout y`all down And if you don`t let us thru the do` We`ll have to go and get the 4-4 Oh act like y`all didn`t know From the west to the sucka city hoes I know one thang fo sho Ya betta not bring your ass hoe [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] All my 2-9 niggaz, my 8-tre niggaz All my 1-4, 1-5, and 1-9 niggaz [Coo Coo Cal talking] All my 86 niggaz, my 6-tre niggaz My 2-4 niggaz and my 1-9 nigga [Mr. Do It 2 Death talking] All my eye-to-eye niggaz, my stumpdown niggaz My Infinite 4-5 niggaz and Block Mob niggaz [Coo Coo Cal talking] All my O.P. niggaz, my PPD niggaz My 2-7 niggaz, and dem 4-5 niggaz [Verse 2: Mr. Do It 2 Death] Nigga, fuck what ya heard, Milwaukee County `till they down me Do It 2 Death Midwest you know how my town be niggaz Big pimpin`, ridin` 20 inches Twerkin in Excursion, workin dem thirty-sixes Pimps up, hoes down... Kenny Ivy All the niggaz be-sheist hoes, greezy-grimmy Love my city these streets remind me All the days I used to hustla wit dem D`s behind me Hello, niggaz still ghetto, still playin` games Still Jheri-curled up, still slang `caine Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Disturbed: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/17833.html Все тексты песен: Coo Coo Cal f Mr. Do It 2 Death » Coo Coo Cal f Mr. Do It 2 Death - Dedication » Coo Coo Cal f Mr. Do It 2 Death - Disturbed » Coo Coo Cal f Mr. Do It 2 Death - Disturbed » Coo Coo Cal f Mr. Do It 2 Death - Dedication Рекомендуем скачать: » Journey - I`M NOT THAT WAY » johnson eric - srv \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » John Wesley Harding - Gentleman`s Dream » John Denver - Claudette » Juggaknots - Sex Type Thang » Joy Division - candidate \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Joe Jackson - It`s Different For Girls » Joe Rockhead - Jumpback » Jason Mraz - Bright Eyes » Jeff Buckley - I Against I » Jimmy`s Chicken Shack - Milk » Jennifer Warnes - Right Time of The Night » Janis Joplin - Trust Me » Jermaine Dupri f Nas - Turn it Out » joplin scott - the entertainer \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » John Mellencamp - L.U.V. » Julian Lennon - Good to Be Lonely » Joe - Rose In A Concrete World » johnson jack - poor taylor solo \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Jack Greene - Only The Lonely (know The Way I Feel)
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